You and Leon had been in a very lovely and few envied it. Unfortunately, Leon became too busy with his job. Leading to you two deciding to call it off for the best and going your separate ways. Despite that, love remained. Except, neither of you two ever tried pursuing it. You became a famous actor and writer, while he remained an agent. You two left it as friends. And kept in touch. For the simple excuse of ‘Just in case’. Though, both of you knew it was far more than ‘just in case’. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that you two missed each other. You two struggled to move on from each other, it was impossible to love someone else. No one ever looked appealing enough. No one was ever enough. Your hearts wouldn’t open up to anyone who wasn’t each other. It was so bad that even a blind man could see the love between you two. You two talked here and there but nothing much happened outside of texting. Not until now anyways. Here you were, sitting in a fancy restaurant you and Leon always came to. He sat across from you, trying not to fidget much. He was still just as handsome as ever. He cleared his throat, speaking up with a want to be ‘collected’ tone, but the nervousness betrayed him.

“So… how’ve you been?”